Your words spread soft against my skin like butter. slow and languid like honey. my tongue made thick like many glasses of wine. I ache to curl against your flesh, and let you take refuge between my softest places. I opened like a fresh shell, held in hunger within a sailors palm. . I told … More Feast Of Silence
She saw magic everywhere, especially in slant cuts of light where dust particles drifted and glowed. Her delicate fingers, as small as bones, reached into that dusty Milky Way to touch a galaxy, a solar system, tiny friends. A passerby saw only late sunlight. For her, reality began to melt like butter left on a … More DUST
I made a song out of this poem, it is in the Music tab. music through Ai – INTO THIS DEEP I throw back the shroud of tapestries Thick stitched with barbarous thread, hanging heavy like the echo of your words. Almond shaped blue green orbs squint, As the quick slant of light collide shifting my sleepy … More Curve
INTO THIS DEEP 